His lips met the crook of her neck as he released the chain and she felt teeth graze her skin. It seemed like an act of mercy but as he did so, he ground his weight against her which pressed her harder into the dildos on the chair, and rocked her against them. She knew if she'd been stood, her legs would have given out. It felt delicious.
All too soon he withdrew his touch from her completely, and she whimpered at the distance. His devious chuckle at her predicament only served as fuel for her excitement. Pacing steps and rustling of clothing revealed he'd rolled up his sleeves and was circling the objects laid out at his request on the table.
"I'm going to be very mean to you for a little while now Kitten. Partly because you made a mistake and I know you want to make that up to me," she nodded fervently, "and partly because it's so fun." She smiled, knowing that no matter the outcome of their session, she was already pleasing him.
As much as she hated making mistakes, she managed to avoid the dooming sense of guilt that consumed her when making mistakes in vanilla life because Sir always gave her a chance to redeem herself. She simply couldn't disappoint him because he loved punishing her just as much as he loved treating her.
"What happens if I feel like giving more than you can take tonight Kitten?" She felt his finger lift her chin as he asked this, so she'd be facing him despite the blindfold. He tenderly moved a strand of hair that had fallen into her face.
"If it becomes too much, if I feel unwell, or I need to rest, I must use my safeword, Sir."
"Even though this session will contain a punishment?" He asked. She nodded slightly.
"Yes Sir. I always have the right to use my safeword, even during a punishment."
"Good girl." He tapped her nose gently as he said this. "Then I think it's time to begin. Hold this." She felt leather between her teeth and lightly bit down on it. By the feel of it, she guessed it was the handle of her smaller flogger.
"Now, I really love this outfit you've chosen Kitten. You look so sexy in shiny clothes, but unfortunately it's time for the top to go." He unzipped the crop top she was wearing and a cold breeze graced her chest. There was silence for a moment, and she knew he was admiring the way she looked, tied and ready for him. Not just willing, but ready to beg for him to use her as he saw fit. But they both knew the begging would come later.
He started to stroke gently around her left breast before pinching her nipple harshly. Surprise almost resulted in her dropping the flogger, but she held on to it. One punishment was enough for today. He removed his hand from her breast, but the pinching sensation didn't stop. Her right breast received the same treatment and she realised he'd attached her nipple clamps.
She shifted slightly in her seat, only succeeding in reminding herself of her impaled state. A soft moan escaped around the handle in her mouth. If this was how she was reacting already, she didn't know how she was supposed to last the whole night.
He stood behind her, leaning over her shoulder and she felt his nails lightly against her skin from her knee, travelling tantalisingly slowly up her legs under her skirt. Her head tilted forward as she enjoyed the subtle teasing sensation.
"Head up, Kitten." He whispered in her ear as he sank his nails in harder, circling her inner thighs. Teeth once more grazed the side of her neck once she'd raised her chin, as he bit into the soft skin.
Finally, his fingers found her vulva, parted around the dildos as he had instructed. She noticed there was some kind of thick liquid on his fingers as they started rubbing her clit gently.
Does he really think I'm going to need lube in this situation? She thought, as he applied the liquid generously.
His teeth released her, and all too soon, his hand was gone too. She whimpered softly in disappointment as he wiped his hand with a tissue and sat on the sofa once more. By the sounds of it, he was just sat staring at her.
She wondered what he was waiting for. Here she was, all tied up and nowhere to go, ready to receive his punishment, but instead he'd been incredibly kind and soft to her. It made her pussy burn with desire, clenching around the dildos still inside her.
But the burning continued to grow in intensity, her clit was tingling, stinging, screaming to be touched. She shifted a little but it did nothing to quell the need she felt, instead just teasing her further. She whimpered softly once more, trying her hardest to sit still. Her knees came together as much as they could with her ankles secured to the chair legs.
"Is something the matter Kitten?" The sadistic smile plastered on his face was abundantly clear from his tone. He stood to be next to her, one hand snaking through her hair to get a good firm grip, the other removing the flogger from her mouth. "Answer me when I ask you a question, slut."
